Come Dance with Grief

Come Dance with Grief

As Grief’s glances stole my eyes from across the room

I knew his heart and who he was, or rather he knew me

I know we’ve danced a thousand times but I cannot quite recall

Because every time you dance with Grief it’s never what it seems

He reaches his hand to summon mine, his fingers long and tired

Yet despite the wear within his palms his grasp gently inspired

I tried to arouse the memories ago our dances from miles away

But I stumbled to remember Grief never dances the same

I’ve danced with Grief a thousand times, his movement oh so familiar

But memory is useless here as he will always be a stranger

Grief whispers love into my ear, “Dear, come dance with me”

I remember to forget and surrender to his lead

 

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